This is a song about "Ma niggas"

Ma family aint proud of me

Let me rideuntil i get free

Into glimmers of ma dark past,

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit

U smell like ma armpit,while uve been on ma cock pit,ma bars hit ma shit like jolie n brad pitt,

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

See me stepping through with ma limp and ma cane

More bitches in ma section,bad bitch trynna get ma attention

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Bobbing and weaving, spiritual hymn singing

So i say goodbye cause ma niggas killing

Ship, didn't finish college, shit wasn't a problem

For ma niggas who died through seeking asylum

Cause dis iz ma turf, ma base

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days